The Stars...

This thought has truly captured me

A thought that begs for more

That stars are actually openings

Holes in the heavenly floor.

I imagine a light shining through

As our Lord steps over a star

A momentary darkness comes,

but His shadow is not really so far.

Gazing at His incredible creation
Dazzled by the sparkling night

A brilliant white robe falls gracefully

My mind can envision this sight.

Sometimes one streaks across the sky

Leaving a trail of heavenly dew

Are there holes in the floor of Heaven?

Where His light is shining through.

Oh, millions of stars glimmer above

Where time is an endless space

Surrounded by the house of God

And a dream to touch His face.

The shadow of Him so very close

Only a mere universe away

It is just a breath to Him

A breath and maybe a day.

This thought has truly captured me

That stars are holes in the floor

Openings to our Savior's house

My heart can't conceive much more.

Lord, my eyes are lifted upward

Once again Your shadow, I see

Stepping over one last star

When at last You come for me.

by Kathleen Higham